"My Imagination"
Short Poem
Clowns and acrobats
murderers and peace,
rip my vocal chords out
call it cable TV
going through a nightmare
most think is a dream
when all I think about
is pain and how it controls me
I’ve walked through caves
without a match,
I saw the light follow
but I never looked back
I tried to tell a joke
just to make myself laugh
I feel like another puppet
but no strings attached
I’m trying to look up
but all I see is the moon,
secluded throughout my mind
just like I am in my room
Poetry makes me free
imagination moves
My shadow came back
Because the love couldn’t resume...
Bitten by a wildebeest
Blood turns to poison,
after all the kids in school
said “avoid him”
well look at me now!
I write what you could only wish...
My imagination Rules
Now Your the kid that doesn’t exist.
—VILT
